the best part of the science centre was always supposed to be the gigantic static ball - the one where you put your hands on it and your hair stood on end. of course, when i went to the science centre, this part was broken - but i have high hopes for the next time around.
i was petting my cat (who after 5 months, i have discovered is the fe type of male) - and could hear the crackle of static. but then ... i started noticing sparks. SPARKS! such super powers i have!
there is something just mesmerizing about electricity - it's the embodiment of power itself. it's something we can try to control, we create, we conjure - we try to keep it - but it's wild - it's not something we can keep caged. instead, we can just marvel as it crackles and pops into thin air.
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